Chapter 230: Feijian Luoyu

As time passed, under the action of Juling Zhen and Jade Box, and the previous medicine, Feng Zhen's previous consumption of Yuan quickly returned to its heyday.
Then, his mind moved and the contents of the bag flew out one after another.
Satin-lined magpies, star sand stone, Geng iron, empty fuming stone, and other refining materials. Except for the empty fuming stone, these other materials were scavenged from the major factions in the ancient Wu world.
After the preparatory work was completed, Feng Chen condensed Zhen Yuan into both palms, and then, his hands moved forward a little.
As he pointed his finger, a dark green flame was burning out of nowhere.
Feng Chen saw this, with a smile on his face, and began to slowly inject Zhen Yuan into this flame.
When the real element is injected, the dark green flame is like seeing life, and the real element injected by the sealed dust is swallowed up directly, and then the flame rises to a height again.
Sealing dust, without stopping, hit a ring finger, and then put the satin weave, Xingsha stone, Geng iron, and empty stone into this dark green flame, and then heard the sound of the ringing, and then seal Dust began to gradually increase the injection of true elements, allowing them to slowly melt and then merge.
Over time, these materials slowly change at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and the fist-sized hollow medlars gradually shrink under the dark green flames.
The first step of the refiner is to remove impurities from the material, which is called refining.
Only by making the material extremely pure can it be refined.
Rao is the first step to remove impurities and refine. Feng Chen's complexion gradually turned white from rosy.
It's just that Feng Chen's repair is still too low, without the aid of elixir and ground fire.
While removing impurities, he slowed down the rate of true element injection, only to quickly restore the true element.
Over time, all the materials placed in the dark green flames gradually reduced in volume until they turned into a mass of molten iron and became pure.
Feng Chen was relieved, and the first step of refining was completed.
Feng Chen raised his hand, wiped his sweat, and did not rest immediately, and began the next step.
Immediately after, Feng Chen began to work on the second step of the refining machine, that is, forging, commonly known as quenching.
That is to say, the process of changing the result of the material should make the material closer.
Feng Chen raised his hands, transported enough real money, and the dark green flame snorted suddenly.
And Feng Chen himself, Liu Chengxiu in the foundation period is all released, the whole person is as dazzling as the gods.
He didn't have much time to think about it, the true element formed a cycle between his hands, and the authentic element flew into the dark green flames methodically.
The real element in both hands is moving faster and faster, and the dark green flames spin up instantly.
This process lasted for about half an hour, then Feng Chen suddenly put his hands together in the middle, and the spinning dark green flame also stopped.
Feng Chen nodded and was very satisfied with this effect. The second step of quenching was completed.
After completing the first and second steps, Feng Chen began to create sword embryos and characterize the array.
"How to make a flying sword?" Feng Chen recalled the various swords that he had used before. Although none of them used the knife smoothly, now the knife is still asleep, hey ... Forget it, just do it.
Then, Feng Chen's hands did not stop, and the dragons and phoenixes danced like clouds.
A five-foot-long flying sword appeared before his eyes, and by this time he was already sweating.
The sword body is very thin, the sword body is constantly exuding a blue halo, the halo is constantly swimming on the sword body, revealing a faint cold light, the blade is extremely sharp, and you can see that it is not extraordinary.
"It turns out to be an inferior artifact." Looking at the grade of the flying Feijian in suspension, Feng Chen cast aside his lips, and his heart was dissatisfied.
It stands to reason that at least you must reach the level of top-grade magical or superb magical!
This is not to blame the greed in Feng Chen's heart. It is already very good to be able to use this material to make high-quality artifacts. If you use other people to make them, you can make good-quality artifacts.
What he didn't know was how precious spiritual artifacts are in the realm of Chinese cultivation. Even the treasures of Zhenzong in ordinary martial arts are magic instruments. It is conceivable how rare they are.
The ordinary practitioners in the practice world use magic instruments, and some powerful practitioners use superb magic instruments. Some elite disciples or elders in the top or high-power sects can use spiritual instruments, even if they use spirits. The device is only a sublime artifact.
Furthermore, on the one hand, it is the rarity of spiritual artifacts, and on the other hand it is the rarity of refiners. It can be said that refiners are much more precious than spirit implements.
Therefore, at this moment, Feng Chen has already won at the starting line.
"Forget it, just use it. It's better than nothing."
Feng Chen looked at the flying sword floating in front of him and laughed at himself, "From now on, your name is Luo Yu!"
Immediately, he pointed with one hand and engraved the word "falling feather" on the sword.
After Feng Chen did this, the entire sword body even made a continuous buzzing sound, as if responding to Feng Chen.
Feng Chen forced a drop of essence blood from his fingers, a bounce of his fingers, the essence blood shot directly into the flying sword, and then disappeared.
Suddenly, the entire blade exudes a faint sky-light of silver.
He didn't stop, and after engraving a few magic circles on the entire sword, he just stopped.
After finishing this moment, Feijian's grade was stiffly referred to the peak of the lower-grade spirit, which was not weaker than the middle-grade spirit. It can be said that the Fei Fei Fei Sword at the moment is the level of Zhongpin Spirit.
Feng Chen was overjoyed, and with one stroke, Feijian landed on his hand, and a blood-like feeling surged up.
Fei Jian seemed to be spiritual in Feng Chen's hands, exuding a kind feeling.
Then he took the falling feather flying sword and waved it, and the flying sword rang.
"Go." Feng Chen sacrifice Luo Fei Fei Jian at will, Fei Jian revolves freely in the air, as brilliant as a meteor.
Then Feng Chen made a move, and Luo Fei Fei Jian returned to his hands. He immediately felt arrogant and sighed, "It feels really different to have Fei Jian!"
Feng Chen is satisfied with the falling feather flying sword.
Feijian was finally made, and in the face of everything unknown, he finally had a little self-protection.
Feijian was refined, and then, with the movement of the mind, Feijian disappeared and appeared in the sealed Dantian to warm up.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, took out a few pills of the elixir and swallowed it again, and he wanted to make the storage ring and Po Erdan together.
He began to meditate, and regained the aura he used to make the falling feather flying sword. If he was refining in this state, he would probably fail.
Two hours later, the sky also began to turn black, but it was invisible that it was already six o'clock in the evening. At the exit, Li Deqing and Tang Hu were still standing as before. Straight, and the old man Chen was lying on a stone and fell asleep.